Thursday, 23 August 2018

The New York critic Alex Ross, author of 'The Rest is Noise'- a brilliant book about 20C music - reveals himself in a recent article in The New Yorker as an enthusiastic postmodernist, for whom distinctions in terms of intention, artistic quality, meaning and cultural awareness have been happily thrown-out of the window, so that the 'oppressive weight' of artistic achievement, as represented by the repertoire as celebrated in the concert hall and opera house, can be escaped, and the primitive, uncooked, pretentious nonsense parading as music and claiming attention and money from a gullible public, can be embraced without feelings of inadequacy.

Ross' description of the Western musical tradition as a "highbrow theme park that trades on nostalgia for a half-mythical past" gives it away without inhibition: for people like him, there are no universals to be found in that body of works, nothing that could have any bearing on the human condition in general, let alone on his own life or concerns, and this reveals in the most embarrassing way his complete inability to understand what music, as a serious art form, is. Hence his happy survey of the splintered, decadent and amateuristic playground that follows in the wake of modernism's demise as an ideology, which offers a place for the crowd of enthusiastic but entirely untalented people populating much of public space, and the taking seriously - as musical works - such nonsense as this 'installation', concept art clumsily related to current political issues:

The current pluralism in contemporary music is certainly a good thing, and there are definitely good works to be found, including within the field of sonic art. But the erosion of modernist ideology does not mean that suddenly all distinctions in aesthetics and artistic quality and intention, have disappeared. Ross falls into the trap of naive redemption from cultural understanding, encouraged by the nitwits, including the nitwits who write enthusiastically about the redemption from art. Why this enthusiasm? It is some sort of fake religion: the approval of the trivial, nonsensical, ugly, immature and ephemeral offers absolution of guilty feelings surrounding all those elements dwelling in the individual believer - "Look! so many people produce that stuff and so many people like it and it gets publicity and it's being paid for, so why worry about my own inadequacies?"

The past is ‘incapsulated’ in the present and thus ‘lives on’: when one
peels back the layers, one quickly realises that the present is nothing
more than the accumulated decisions and actions of the past. History is
‘alive and active’ and stands ‘in the closest possible relation to
practical life’.

Interesting article about the meaning and practical use of history, as an antidote to so much 'progressive' thinking which underestimates the enduring traits of the human being. It goes without saying that the meaning and importance of history is at the basis of any artistic endeavor in the present and future.

Monday, 6 August 2018

How should we react if a thoroughly evil, sadistic, degenerated mind of one of the most immoral, diabolical criminals correctly explains the Pythagorean theorem? That he is not as demented, as immoral as we thought? That the Pythagorean theorem must somehow be evil as well to be capable of being explained by a criminal? One of the odds of the human psyche is that it is so manifold, so rich in diversity, that things can be exist in different compartments, sometimes interconnected, sometimes entirely disconnected from each other. Therefore it is important to make distinctions between the thing being said and the person saying it. Logic, meaning, descriptions of reality are 'things in themselves', which have to be evaluated for themselves. Hitler was a vegetarian, but that does not mean that vegetarism is evil or fascist.

The same goes for art. The nazis annexed high culture in an attempt to lend credibility to one of the most destructive and evil regimes the world has ever seen, but that does not mean that any culture thus victimized, is tainted by association. People who think that 20C figurative art and tonal music is part of an attempt to support insanity and evil, are blaming the victim, and thus unintentionally side with the forces which wanted to destroy the realm of true artistic achievement and humanist expression.

Music and visual art after WW I show a field of the greatest diversity, ranging from traditionalism to an avantgardism that wanted to reject everything from the past since that was the cradle of the senseless insanity of the war. An ironic or cynical expression of that insanity, meant as critique and warning, became part of the artistic field; deformation, ugliness, emptiness, frivolity and nihilism - as understandable reaction to war trauma - became artistic extensions of the creative palette, as well as a surface of coldness and emotional suppression.

In 'Avantgarde, Trauma, Spiritualität' the German musicologist Wolfgang-Andreas Schultz explores this territory with the instrument of depth psychology and the history of ideas, an impressive endeavor which has recently been extended and crowned by his 'Die Heilung des Verlorenen Ichs' which offers an entirely credible and enlightening analysis of the subject, plus perspectives for future developments.

The painful conclusion of all this is, that the notorious exhibition of 'Entartete Kunst' that the nazis organised in 1937, although a primitive and ignorant thing, touched a point of truth and reality: that deformation and ugliness had entered the field of artistic expression. Only, the real reasons were completely missed, and the painful effect of so much modern art (and music) merely described as a process of erosion of something that had been worthwhile and noble. Given the grim circumstances of the Weimar Republic and the devastating effects of the Great Depression, the general longing for something better in life was thus cleverly manipulated. And the art which was offered as an alternative to 'degenerate deformation', a rude and kitschy form of classicism, besmeared the reality of any classical art from the past that had survived the times. The annexation by the nazis of 'classical art and music' as the expression of the 'purity of the German race' does not mean, that Rembrandt and Beethoven are fascistoid, nor that modernism is superior to surviving classicism because of it having been banned by dangerous idiots. The aureole of moral superiority surrounding post-1945 modernism and its forerunners from the interbellum is an unintentional present from the nazis, not an inherent characteristic of the art form, and the association with the Holocaust (after 1945 modernism as the only morally acceptable option) an entirely dishonest annexation of a moral catastrophe to enhance the legitimacy of the 'avantgarde'.

The association of new figurative art and new tonal (serious) music in our own time with rightwing politics belongs to the same category as the above-described miserable misunderstandings. It takes some courage to disentangle the reality of artistic expression from the tentacles of demented degeneration of evil politics, and to recognize dehumanizing tendencies in modernism itself, characteristics which are closer to totalitarian ideas than its advocates mostly are aware of. The irony of the 'Entartete Kunst' exhibition is that the degeneration that it wanted to reveal, was at the heart of the movement that wanted to reject it and replace it by imitation kitsch. The anti-humanism of much modernist art, also in its earlier manifestations in the twenties, is related to the anti-humanism of fascism and communism. This trait comes clearly to the fore in its post-1945 avantgardism with its ideologies, exclusions, fatwas, condemnations and directives - entirely independent from any evil political regime: the artists themselves were quite capable of organising their own mental concentration camp without such support. Recognizing the evil behind its manifestations is thus a complex and rather painful business, but unpicking the entanglements of history is the only way in which the reality of authentic artistic expression can be found again and understood.